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"You know, it does shock me that this is the first Grand Rampage match I've ever competed in.
I've been here for five years and I haven't even come close to sniffing this match.
Whether it’s been challenging for Minerva, challenging Soul Food Sunday or anything else of the sorts – I’ve never found myself competing in a Grand Rampage. I’ve always wanted to. I’ve always dreamt of it. High rewards but low stakes – being thrown over the top rope is far from humiliating yet outlasting 29 other Elitists is arguably the greatest achievement you can possibly earn in Elite Answers Wrestling. It’s a privilege, a spectacle, and something I’ve always had my eyes on. Even now, even at my lowest, my coldest, where my direction isn’t quite as clear-cut as I would have liked it to be, the Grand Rampage excites me for that very reason. I spoke from the heart when I asked Tyrone to let me in, and much to my surprise he wished me luck. I mean he’s not exactly been the most vocal Holly Arrow fan but it’s still an honour of mine. It’s strange, huh? That right now, after all that’s happened, I can keep myself in high spirits. I mean I’ve failed, I’ve failed quite a lot, and I’ve always taken that so heavily. I failed to become Universal Women’s Champion once more, I failed to beat Drake, I failed to beat Kirk and Dave. Yet I’m not pouting, I’m not crying, I’ve accepted it because that’s the way it is, and I’m looking forward to an event that holds great significance to me. Even despite the fact that it was later soured, Grand Rampage is the event where I won my first and only Championship in EAW. It was a moment that still brings a smile to my face. It was a moment where, for once, I truly felt uncontained, where I truly felt free. And if there’s even a small chance I can recreate that this time? I’m gunning for it.
For some reason my opponent this week doesn’t seem to quite grasp the magnitude of it. Jamie you talk a big game, you talk about “stopping me from reaching my peak” but it’s ultimately just a bunch of sweet nothings. You want to portray yourself as a future EAW great yet you simultaneously believe that losing to you would be so detrimental to my career that I could never recover – the antithesis to what you believe about yourself. Whether you know it or not, I’ve lost countless times. So has everybody else. It’s meaningless at the end of the day, I’ve seen Impact lose to the biggest losers imaginable and he’d be the first to tell you himself yet he’s still the most decorated Elitist in EAW history. I’m not on his level in terms of my legacy nor am I trying to equate my accomplishments, my supposed “peak” that you speak of, to his – I’m not delusional albeit I am determined – but we both understand that one loss isn’t just going to write you off entirely. If you were truly this big shot you claim to be, if you truly do have the potential to capture this industry and hold it in the palm of your hands, wouldn’t a loss to you be respectable? In no way shape or form should it be seen as legacy tarnishing, a loss so bad that I could NEVER reach my “peak” again. I see dumb cunts like you say shit like that all the time. Amir Yusuf a few years ago was telling a man of the stature of Limmy Monaghan that he would retire him despite no hints that he was even close to retirement – it sounds like a great threat, it probably should be, I get it you wanna get under my skin and make me approach this match as if it’s anything deeper than just another Dynasty bout, because that’s how you want to make your money, to get the attention. You crave the spotlight I’ve been cast under for five years yet you simply aren’t ready for it, and deep down you know that. Deep down you know you aren’t cut out for this, deep down you know that losing to you would be incredibly damaging to someone’s career, because deep down you know that you fucking suck. After all, that’s the only way someone could justify those statements, huh? “I’m so bad that losing to me is a death sentence.” Deep down that must be your mentality, because surely a grown woman isn’t so fucking childish to think that a game of inches, a game of small margins, a game of career-defining-moments, and a game of Earth-shaking comebacks can be boiled down to who wins on weekly television. I’ve lost to people you probably haven’t even heard of, I’ve seen Elitists you most likely hold in high regard crumble under no pressure at all yet they dusted themselves off as if it was nothing because the industry keeps moving, the clock keeps ticking, and our lives resume.
You’re not going to “prevent me from reaching my peak” because you’re not going to have an outstanding impact on my career – if this is your mentality then you’re probably not going to have an outstanding impact on a marquee pre-show nevermind curtain jerking nevermind main eventing. You talk a big game for a chump, for a jabroni; imagine how bad you must be if Holly Arrow of all people called it quits after losing to you. Lt. Colonel Michael Connor rolled me up and made people think he was good, got people rallying behind him then started throwing out racial slurs – I lost to him and somehow losing to you would be more humiliating? I got a victory over “The Ace” just a couple of months ago, I clearly have the capacity to reach the heights that I’ve been promising for so long, but losing to YOU would mean I just give up on those aspirations? I’ve been betrayed by someone like Harper Lee after I spent months doing damage control FOR her, but you think losing to you would be enough for me to pull the plug on my career? How humiliating do you think that loss would actually be? How low is the bar for you? How low is your ceiling? I genuinely pity you if that’s the expectations you have for yourself. I pity you if that’s the effect you think you have on this company. If losing to Jamie Valdez means oblivion for an Elitist like myself, then I genuinely expect people to start calling it quits the moment you win a Championship (since you, for some reason, think you’re perfectly capable of doing that despite the fact you couldn’t make a baby cry) – you’re fucking pathetic and I suggest you start actually hearing yourself before you speak, instead of just wanting to hear your voice for the sake of it. I’ve proven myself and beaten some of the best to ever do it. I did so because I believed in myself and thrived under the spotlights. I didn’t crumble under high or low stakes, nor have I ever downplayed my commitment to this industry. I don’t expect you to feel humiliated by losing to me the same way that I don’t think anybody else should; life doesn’t go as expected nor intended, and sometimes you just fucking lose matches that you otherwise should have won. Upsets exist for a reason but at the end of the day they die out the moment the Elitist who succeeded proves they’re not good enough to fire consistent home runs, and just capitalize off of flukes. I’m not one of those people. I’ve lost time and time again and I don’t exactly have a great track record but I’m still fucking here trying to back up my credibility every single time I step in the ring.
If you see yourself that lowly then you really must not be worth my time.
Go find your level before you start talking about mine."
"You know, it does shock me that this is the first Grand Rampage match I've ever competed in.
I've been here for five years and I haven't even come close to sniffing this match.
Whether it’s been challenging for Minerva, challenging Soul Food Sunday or anything else of the sorts – I’ve never found myself competing in a Grand Rampage. I’ve always wanted to. I’ve always dreamt of it. High rewards but low stakes – being thrown over the top rope is far from humiliating yet outlasting 29 other Elitists is arguably the greatest achievement you can possibly earn in Elite Answers Wrestling. It’s a privilege, a spectacle, and something I’ve always had my eyes on. Even now, even at my lowest, my coldest, where my direction isn’t quite as clear-cut as I would have liked it to be, the Grand Rampage excites me for that very reason. I spoke from the heart when I asked Tyrone to let me in, and much to my surprise he wished me luck. I mean he’s not exactly been the most vocal Holly Arrow fan but it’s still an honour of mine. It’s strange, huh? That right now, after all that’s happened, I can keep myself in high spirits. I mean I’ve failed, I’ve failed quite a lot, and I’ve always taken that so heavily. I failed to become Universal Women’s Champion once more, I failed to beat Drake, I failed to beat Kirk and Dave. Yet I’m not pouting, I’m not crying, I’ve accepted it because that’s the way it is, and I’m looking forward to an event that holds great significance to me. Even despite the fact that it was later soured, Grand Rampage is the event where I won my first and only Championship in EAW. It was a moment that still brings a smile to my face. It was a moment where, for once, I truly felt uncontained, where I truly felt free. And if there’s even a small chance I can recreate that this time? I’m gunning for it.
For some reason my opponent this week doesn’t seem to quite grasp the magnitude of it. Jamie you talk a big game, you talk about “stopping me from reaching my peak” but it’s ultimately just a bunch of sweet nothings. You want to portray yourself as a future EAW great yet you simultaneously believe that losing to you would be so detrimental to my career that I could never recover – the antithesis to what you believe about yourself. Whether you know it or not, I’ve lost countless times. So has everybody else. It’s meaningless at the end of the day, I’ve seen Impact lose to the biggest losers imaginable and he’d be the first to tell you himself yet he’s still the most decorated Elitist in EAW history. I’m not on his level in terms of my legacy nor am I trying to equate my accomplishments, my supposed “peak” that you speak of, to his – I’m not delusional albeit I am determined – but we both understand that one loss isn’t just going to write you off entirely. If you were truly this big shot you claim to be, if you truly do have the potential to capture this industry and hold it in the palm of your hands, wouldn’t a loss to you be respectable? In no way shape or form should it be seen as legacy tarnishing, a loss so bad that I could NEVER reach my “peak” again. I see dumb cunts like you say shit like that all the time. Amir Yusuf a few years ago was telling a man of the stature of Limmy Monaghan that he would retire him despite no hints that he was even close to retirement – it sounds like a great threat, it probably should be, I get it you wanna get under my skin and make me approach this match as if it’s anything deeper than just another Dynasty bout, because that’s how you want to make your money, to get the attention. You crave the spotlight I’ve been cast under for five years yet you simply aren’t ready for it, and deep down you know that. Deep down you know you aren’t cut out for this, deep down you know that losing to you would be incredibly damaging to someone’s career, because deep down you know that you fucking suck. After all, that’s the only way someone could justify those statements, huh? “I’m so bad that losing to me is a death sentence.” Deep down that must be your mentality, because surely a grown woman isn’t so fucking childish to think that a game of inches, a game of small margins, a game of career-defining-moments, and a game of Earth-shaking comebacks can be boiled down to who wins on weekly television. I’ve lost to people you probably haven’t even heard of, I’ve seen Elitists you most likely hold in high regard crumble under no pressure at all yet they dusted themselves off as if it was nothing because the industry keeps moving, the clock keeps ticking, and our lives resume.
You’re not going to “prevent me from reaching my peak” because you’re not going to have an outstanding impact on my career – if this is your mentality then you’re probably not going to have an outstanding impact on a marquee pre-show nevermind curtain jerking nevermind main eventing. You talk a big game for a chump, for a jabroni; imagine how bad you must be if Holly Arrow of all people called it quits after losing to you. Lt. Colonel Michael Connor rolled me up and made people think he was good, got people rallying behind him then started throwing out racial slurs – I lost to him and somehow losing to you would be more humiliating? I got a victory over “The Ace” just a couple of months ago, I clearly have the capacity to reach the heights that I’ve been promising for so long, but losing to YOU would mean I just give up on those aspirations? I’ve been betrayed by someone like Harper Lee after I spent months doing damage control FOR her, but you think losing to you would be enough for me to pull the plug on my career? How humiliating do you think that loss would actually be? How low is the bar for you? How low is your ceiling? I genuinely pity you if that’s the expectations you have for yourself. I pity you if that’s the effect you think you have on this company. If losing to Jamie Valdez means oblivion for an Elitist like myself, then I genuinely expect people to start calling it quits the moment you win a Championship (since you, for some reason, think you’re perfectly capable of doing that despite the fact you couldn’t make a baby cry) – you’re fucking pathetic and I suggest you start actually hearing yourself before you speak, instead of just wanting to hear your voice for the sake of it. I’ve proven myself and beaten some of the best to ever do it. I did so because I believed in myself and thrived under the spotlights. I didn’t crumble under high or low stakes, nor have I ever downplayed my commitment to this industry. I don’t expect you to feel humiliated by losing to me the same way that I don’t think anybody else should; life doesn’t go as expected nor intended, and sometimes you just fucking lose matches that you otherwise should have won. Upsets exist for a reason but at the end of the day they die out the moment the Elitist who succeeded proves they’re not good enough to fire consistent home runs, and just capitalize off of flukes. I’m not one of those people. I’ve lost time and time again and I don’t exactly have a great track record but I’m still fucking here trying to back up my credibility every single time I step in the ring.
If you see yourself that lowly then you really must not be worth my time.
Go find your level before you start talking about mine."
